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My father served in the Korean War. He probably didn't know what the heck for - sure the Red Communism was a threat. He rarely says anything about his experiences and all that I know about it was stories that my mother told.

But if you look at what's happening in North Korea and the evil of Kim Jong Il (aka Kim Jong Sick or Kim John Ilk) and how he is starving his people and how him and the communist leaders use young girls for their sexual desires you really appreciate what these men did. Yes, freedom costs as my dad lost a few of his buddies in the war.

Thanks for the reminder to remember, DJP. Here in our little city the town square and blocks around were filled with flags today, each bearing the name of a man or woman who served us in the cause of freedom, and are no longer with us. There had to have been literally a thousand flags. Sobering, yet a source of pride.

My own father was one of the greatest generation who left school in the middle of his sr year of high school to join the Army, followed the invaders at Normandy all the way to Berlin building bridges and roads and seeing enough combat to earn a Purple Heart. And my father-in-law left his farm to be an anti-aircraft gunner on a destroyer in the Pacific that got torpedoed.

I don't ever want my children to forget this heritage. Days like this help us to remember.